[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#cc33ff][center]Guinevere Stark[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/6g2snw67z/teen_guin1_1.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	The bell rang and first period ended, with Guin collecting her things and pulling out her phone. She glanced at the text from Lance and rolled her eyes slightly. It wasn't a question of if she'd get in trouble at this point - it was more a matter of [i]when[/i] she'd get in trouble. And perhaps, how severely she would be punished for the actions she had every intention of committing. 

[quote][b]To: Lando Calrissian (Lab Husband <3)[/b]
[color=#cc33ff][i]You know me. I never get into trouble.[/i][/color][/quote]
	She smirked slightly as she hit send on that, making her way to her genetics class. It was perhaps one of the few classes at MidTown Tech that she actually hadn't studied before. Yet it had been easy and straightforward so far. They had discussed probability of inheriting traits, based on the simple model of dominant and recessive alleles. She was mostly interested in when they would discuss more advanced cases - such as genetic mutations. But according to the course syllabus, that wouldn't be for weeks. 

	When she got to class, she realized with a sigh that Lance was probably still at the nurse. She glanced around the room, not really remembering where she had sat the day before, only for two boys to wave her over. She paused for a moment before sitting down next to them. [color=#cc33ff]"Hi, I'm Guin..."[/color] she introduced herself. 

	Meanwhile...

	Banner was still quite clearly pissed. [color=8dc73f][i]"I'm coming to pick up my kid. Whoever did this to him - I expect they'll be suspended for a week for their actions! Anything less and you'll be hearing from Stark Industries' lawyers!"[/i][/color] Banner shouted, before hanging up the phone in a rage.